Seasons...The Everlasting Cycle.
I talked to the sun
The sun spoke back
I saw the angel the angel smiled back
The birds whistled through the trees
And the trees turned green
Spring was here once
Filled with life
Filled with love
And flowers bloomed
I believe that if we wait to long
We miss the chance
We move past it
We see the end of time
But we cant get there
It keeps moving on and on
Beyond the universe
The day is here the days of death
The trees are dead
The white frost comes near
One month two long
We will hibernate inside and wait for spring
And spring will come.
The sun spoke back
I saw the angel the angel smiled back
The birds whistled through the trees
And the trees turned green
Spring was here once
Filled with life
Filled with love
And flowers bloomed
I believe that if we wait to long
We miss the chance
We move past it
We see the end of time
But we cant get there
It keeps moving on and on
Beyond the universe
The day is here the days of death
The trees are dead
The white frost comes near
One month two long
We will hibernate inside and wait for spring
And spring will come.